Tomorrow I will see her again
the scarlet lips where smile
the yellow embrace of sunlight on her
her hazelnut brown eyes which cannot lie
her long silky hair as it dances
on a cold breeze of july
she will wear something common
or something fabulous
but either wardrobe she has
she will be the apple of my eye
I would go on an hour trip
and walk for lots of meters
feel exhausted before I can sit
but when she enters the room
I will remember why I entered
chances will be
when I look around the room
she will be there smiling at all time
and if a lucky bloke like
could ever be noticed by her
there is a grain of chance
where she will smile back at me
she is what I am looking forward tomorrow
but for tonight
I shall keep her in my dreams
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